Some nights I dream
Of a new age
That is forever untouched
One that is free
From our own plague
One with the people we trust
The memories of friends we made
And feelings we will generate
In ruins from our waging wars
Calamity has left us worn
Never ending
Condescending
Bullshit-spewing mother f*cker
Quit your bullshit
You're the culprit
Having a fit
Now you've gone and pissed me off
Like no-one ever has
You should be proud of yourself
'Cause you're the only one who
Said that to my face
And lived
To tell the tale
Poetic
Pathetic
Poetic
Pathetic